Maybe it's because I became silent when I grew up, so I have too many words to suppress in my heart. Maybe at that time, I began to replace everything about you with ellipsis.
one
Remember? Teenagers in that green meadow will tremble even in hot summer.
The boy stood at the intersection waiting for him, holding an umbrella, as if waiting for a rain, a sad rain.
He waited for him, and they stood in a row and walked on. Being afraid of rain is like being afraid of cold.
two
It is still raining. I remember that the rainy sky is beautiful and the rainy world is very cold.
I like to go to that once beautiful old building with him. From the roof, you can see far away.
Maybe naughty. I threw a stone and smashed someone else's car impartially. I run with that boy.
He said, "You run first and I'll distract them."
I said, "But aren't you sick?"
He smiled, "I'm not afraid that your IQ is not enough!" " "
His figure became blurred.
"Wow ..." It's getting dark, and the rain blurs the line of sight.
What am I?
three
Lonely puppets were left on the river bank by teenagers and can never be picked up again. The boy's departure took away my last and only happiness.
My sister once asked me, you like him so much, why don't you let him stay?
I smiled, "elder sister, do you know what the cloud is expecting? It's not the colorful sunshine, but the wind drifting with the wind. "
four
Life is a lonely circus,
We perform ourselves alone;
Life is a lonely circus,
I deceived myself with a mask.
Human beings are ridiculous "intelligent life", just like at school, when the teacher asks questions and I get the wrong answer, the students burst into laughter. After the blow, it was ridicule.
The teacher said I was pretending to be depressed, but in fact I was pretending to be happy. Humans are so stupid that even smart people are confused.
five
The sky is still blue, but those past and gone, like scars buried in the heart, can never be erased.
When the rain stopped, I said to myself, "You know, in fact, some things are doomed to fail, but some likes have become a habit, even though it is a disaster for a person."
What am I?
I am a lonely demon, and I still walk in silence. ...